A short man with jet black hair that was swept back appeared behind us. He wore a black suit like he was heading to a wedding with black black jeans to ruin the whole wedding theme ; on his blazer held a silver badge, paying close attention to it, it looked like a cage. He strode in like an older brothers mate coming round for dinner.
"Megan? , well I haven't seen you in a while" that's when zayden intervened instantly making him nervous.
"this is Blake" he said abruptly.
"hello, pardon but what do u mean in a while I don't remember you? " he turned his head towards zayden. Who had been eyeballing Blake.
"oh...you..why?" He asked zayden tripping over his words. When zayden quickly added, sounding eager to get this meeting over and done with "She is in training" to this he gave a sympathetic nod.
"I have a job,for you both" He suddenly said , i quickly turned my head to zayden in worry , zayden noticed and saw me in the corner of his eye looking at me.
"We are happy to help" I noticed whenever zayden was taking to Blake he was almost very protective but very professional, and to be honest it was kind of freaking me out.
"There's going to be an ambush later at the event, bring weapons, it's gonna be a hell of a night " zayden's eyes averted from Blake to me.
what have a I got myself into?? I asked my self.
"Time to gear up" he said looking at me ,I nodded; secretly wondering how the hell is he gonna "gear me up" in a fancy ass dress.
He stopped walking and stood in front of a set of double doors ,with bake by his side and me trying to keep up with then both behind. I guess when they do walk they walk pretty fast and I thought I was a fast walker.
"Here we are, you ready?" He said turning his head around to face me with a big grin.
"Ready for what?" I replied questionably, slightly raising my eyebrows.
Blake pushed open the doors to reveal a whole room with ordinary objects hanging on one wall and a ton of other weapons I assume on the other. Now j say assume because these "weapons" where glowing and where decorated with patterns of lights and carvings.
"Wow..." I silently said hoping that he didn't hear ,but who am I kidding he hears everything.
"I knew you would like it" He said still grinning at me. I stepped in to the room with my head rolling on my neck looking at the lights. With these "weapons" lights reflecting back in my eyes.
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Blackout
Non-FictionThis story is about a girl called Megan .she is about to embark on a journey she never thought would even become what it did , along the way she learns about who her friends are and what hides under the skin and bones of the people around her. -thi...
